So... I learned few things about myself this week. Don't ask me how I came to these conclusions. I don't wanna have to lie to you.
- I am absolutely, positively, undeniably one of those women who gets caught up in work while she's supposed to be on vacation. You know those types who are always the leading character of romantic comedies? So by this rationale, some sort of Matthew McConaughey type of guy should be coming to sweep me off of my feet sometime soon. I wont hold my breathe.
- I eat when I'm not getting... ummmm... "affection." And I'm really too busy to go scope out a new boy toy, so I guess I'm just gonna have to keep going to my trainer, Candy Morales. Sigh.
- I hate/suck at the entire process of "liking" and getting to know a guy. I really do. I hate the feeling of relying on somebody else, and their availability or lack there of affecting my moods. Further, I resent the fact that this type of torture is considered healthy. I mean... I guess if you look at it from the perspective that "liking" a guy leads to nookie which leads to you not overeating and getting fat, thereby saving your life, then yeah. Relationships are healthy. But otherwise, they're pretty pointless.
Yeah... I'm kid of in a grumpy mood. Can't you tell?
I just flew in from my week long "vacation" in Florida. I ended up working the whole time. I wish I hadn't... I probably could have used some fun in the sun. But I have too much going right now, and I just couldn't unplug.
I'm feeling super restless right now. I just wanna hurry up and go on the road and sell cd's and get this road trip over with, we've been planning it so long and now it's only 2 weeks away but feels like an eternity. I haven't really had much summer fun yet, and it seems like the trip is going to satisfy my urges to go do some wild crazy foolishness with pretty people who kick ass. But I'm ready to go NOW. And of course, it's not that simple. I'll spare you the many details that have to be tended to first. But at the top of the list is cleaning and organizing my pigsty of an apartment. As I've been mentioning in the past dozen blogs or so, I am pretty much doing whatever I can to raise the money to finish my album, so one of the things I've been doing is going through my closets and pulling out stuff that I am gonna sell. In addition to it being a total bummer to my morale (I love my clothes, but they gots to go) it's also destroying the delicate ecosystem that keeps my place right on the edge of being "cluttered," I am now venturing dangerously close to being "messy." Sigh.
A friend of mine told me recently that I need to get laid. I bit her head off for saying it. I mean... yeah, guys are hot, and sex is fun, blah blah blah... but who has time? The guy that I'm into doesn't get me... he's awesome but we're on two different wave lengths entirely. And he could be the most awesome dude in the world but nothing is gonna change the fact that I don't LIKE liking guys. I don't like being in the whole relationship arena, it's such a bummerrrrr when I realize I've got roped into it. And I hardly ever do anymore. Honestly, I can't even remember the last time a guy asked me out on a date and I said yes. That's major weirdness, right? Even with the guy who's in my life now, it wasn't a "Hey, let's go on a date" type of thing. Honestly, we're geeks and we have so much stuff in common that "liking" just kind of happened. But now I have to worry about making enough time for him and I have to experience the feeling of missing him and wanting him... this blows.
Somebody needs to invent Boyfriend-In-A-Can. When you're feeling all misty and randy and shit, you just spray a blast of it into the air and you'll get a surge of lovey dovey feelings and then it will disappear without leaving a lingering odor. And it would help if the spray could somehow kill icky spiders. I'd be a loyal customer to Boyfriend-In-A-Can. That's just millions of dollars waiting to happen.
Tonight I finally got around to watching the episode of Jersey Shore that my single is featured on...it's been over a week and I'm just now doing it. I blow. There was a time when I would have been sitting crossed legged on the couch with a lap full of snacks at the very moment that a show aired that my music was featured on or a commercial that I performed on, but now... it's just different. I don't know. I think this crazy month long road trip is gonna be good for me. I get to travel with a hilarious guy and go meet some of the people who love my music the most. Aside from being a bit nervous that living out of a car is gonna be yucky, I'm really ready to get away and just go.
Check out my single below, if you haven't already. And thanx for accepting my bitchiness.
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Tags: Nikk N' Nate: State 2 State, Nikki Lynette, The Strong Survive
